Part 1

Sara was still buzzing from her encounter with her new neighbor yesterday morning, and her mind was still circling through the images of his face between her thighs, the feeling of his hair as her fingers gripped it tightly, and the intense waves of pleasure that coursed through her body as she laid back on the grass. The whole thing felt like a crazy dream, but she knew that it wouldn't be the last time they ran into each other.

As she got dressed for her run, Sara picked out a pair of tight black shorts that sat a few inches higher than the pair she wore the morning before, hugging and framing her toned ass, while the legs teased a full show between her thighs with every step she took. A light gray sports bra completed the ensemble, one she hadn't worn in a couple years since her breasts began filling out more. A size too small, the bra put her ample cleavage on full display, and as Sara looked at herself in the mirror, she knew today's run was going to be even more exhilarating than the last one. Tying her long blond hair back into a tight ponytail, she smirked at the mirror before heading out the front door and into the warm morning sunlight.

Passing by her neighbor's house again, she didn't see him stretching on the lawn today. Slowing down to a walk just to make sure, she looked over to see if he was around, but the house showed no signs of movement. She let out a sigh as she started back up to her run, disappointed to miss her morning lover today. "Maybe he had to work today? Maybe he only runs on certain mornings?" she ran through the scenarios in her head, hoping that she wasn't just a good time for some random guy.

A moment later, she sensed a presence before she fully understood what it was, a shadow appearing at her side followed by the sharp sting of a strong hand colliding with her round ass. Sara jumped and squealed, looking up to see him strolling by in a steady jog, as he turned to face her and continued to run backwards. His playful grin flashed in the sunlight as Sara exhaled with a laugh, both glad that she hadn't missed him today and that he wasn't some random pervert groping women on the street.

"Late start today huh? I'm already on lap two." He teased as they kept pace with each other, running along the same route as yesterday, with the events of their encounter still fresh on both of their minds.

"Impressive stamina...think you can still make it to the park today?" Sara asked with a smirk, already picking up her pace as his steps increased to match hers.

"Stamina has never been an issue for me." He replied playfully, as she noticed his eyes taking in her outfit and giving her visual feedback that it was definitely working.

"Oh we're definitely going to see about that." Sara grinned, and with that she took off in a sprint, just a block away from the park. He gave chase a moment after, legs flexing and arms pumping as he hit his peak stride, gaining on Sara with every step as they stormed towards the park. With just a few more feet to go, Sara dug deep and pushed past the curb into the park, crossing the unofficial finish line and claiming victory once again.

"Are you just letting me win or are you really this slow?" Sara teased, stepping closer to him as she rested a hand on his heaving chest. She snuck a quick kiss on his lips as she took his hand and led him to their private spot once again.

"Lucky for you, I'm feeling generous today too." Sara grinned, leaning up to press her lips to his in a deeper, sultry kiss, her tongue swirling with his as she felt his strong hands at the small of her back, pulling her into his strong, sweaty chest as his arms sealed her in tightly. Soft moans escaped her lips as her hands moved down to his waistline, teasing the waistband with her fingertips as she softly broke the kiss, looking up into his eyes as she asked, "Before we go any further...what was your name again?"

He smiled and chuckled as she studied his jaw for her next focused attack of kisses, replying, "It's Dylan. Must have slipped my mind last time, I was a little preoccupied." He pulled her back into his chest as they sensually devoured each other with kisses, no more apprehension or nerves between them. They each knew exactly how today's run was going to finish.

Sara trailed her kisses down Dylan's neck as her hands slid below his waistline, fumbling over the fabric of his shorts as she finally found what she was looking for. She palmed his growing bulge slowly as she felt his body react, a deep moan rumbling in his chest as she teased him over the material, before flashing him a devilish grin and keeping her eyes locked on his while she slowly sunk to her knees in front of him.

"Well, Dylan, since I won again, I get what I want. And there's only one thing that's been on my mind since yesterday." Sara muttered in a low, sultry voice, making sure to stay quiet as Dylan rested back against a tree. Sara trailed playful kisses over Dylan's thick erection, straining against the fabric and creating an impressive tent in his shorts. Her hands slowly slid up his thighs, disappearing into his shorts as she looked up and watched him gasp and ache, one hand delicately wrapping her fingers around the base of his thick shaft, the other gently cradling his softly swelling balls and fondling them slowly, all while Dylan's breath hitched in his lungs.

Sara loved having him fully captivated like this, Dylan's eyes locked on every move while his body reacted to the sensations, as she slowly peeled the leg of his shorts higher up his thigh and gently untangled the swollen, circumcised head of his penis from the fabric. She studied it for a long moment, taking in every detail, curve and ridge, the small slit already issuing a silky drop of precum, which Sara slowly licked up and savored. The warm touch of her tongue sent chills through Dylan's body, as he watched her eager lips wrap slowly around his cockhead and begin softly inhaling his stiff, aching penis. Sara peeled his shorts up a little further, exposing more of Dylan's veiny swollen shaft as she trailed soft kisses against his warm skin, while she untucked his aching balls from his boxers and let them hang freely in the morning sunlight.

Soft moans and deep breaths filled the air between them as Sara's mouth explored further, licking, kissing and stroking Dylan's sensitive manhood as he stood their and dutifully let Sara explore her prize, her tongue dancing and swirling along the thin skin of his sack, her lips taking each of his testicles and applying firm wet suction, releasing them with a 'pop' as she giggled softly in response. Sara bit her lip as she gave Dylan a devious gaze, before roughly tugging the waistband of his shorts down and fully releasing his long, pulsing cock as it bounced heavily from the recoil. A long, warm lick trailed up the underside of his shaft, before Sara's lips reached his head and sunk deep down with one long, eager motion.

Dylan reached down with a strong hand, entwining his fingers in Sara's hair as he slowly guided her down inch by inch of his throbbing cock, while her mouth dutifully devoured more and more, working up and down as her head bobbed steadily along his bulging shaft, the veins aching against his skin as Sara drove him wild with every ecstatic lick and suck. She could feel Dylan's heavy, swinging balls beginning to churn with his impending climax, as his hips began to grind in a steady rhythm, pushing in and out of her hungry soft lips as her moans became more urgent and hungry.

"Cum for me Dylan, I want every fucking drop." Sara pulled off for a moment and muttered, her eyes practically glowing with lust as she eagerly sucked and licked Dylan's throbbing member, the heat of his skin between her lips sending waves of arousal straight between Sara's soft, thick thighs. Dylan gazed down into her eyes with deep lust, aching to go over that edge while Sara put in the work to take him there. After a few more steady strokes, she watched his eyes clench tight and his jaw drop, knowing she'd brought him to the same heights of ecstasy that he took her to yesterday.

Sara's eyes grew wide, feeling that first thick eruption of Dylan's hot cum coating her tongue, followed by another, and another, the steaming jets of semen bursting uncontrollably as he gripped her hair tightly and kept her mouth sealed to his spurting penis. Sara massaged his balls as Dylan climaxed, coaxing out more and more until his hot, thick sperm was trickling down her chin and sliding down her deep cleavage. She pulled off of the tip and felt the last few spurts land across her cheeks, as Sara looked up at him with a devilish grin. "Pretty impressive...for a loser." Sara laughed, cleaning up the last few drops from his cockhead as Dylan began to slowly soften after the intense orgasm she'd milked out of him.

"Fuck, I might lose every race from now on." Dylan laughed breathlessly, watching Sara lick up the rest of his cum from her chin and fingers, leaving the long trail of cum that disappeared into her cleavage.

"Hmm, that's an interesting strategy. Although I will say, I only let winners slip inside here." Sara smirked, standing up and taking Dylan's strong hand, pressing it firmly against her warm, aching mound and letting him feel just how aroused she was.

Dylan slowly pulled his shorts up, tucking his heavy, half-swollen cock back into the fabric. He placed a soft kiss on Sara's forehead as he turned to leave their secret spot.

"Well if that's the case..." Dylan grinned mischievously, "Race you back to my place?"

(Apologies for the delay, part 3 coming sooner than later!)